Having transmigrated into a book, who would still want to be a secondary wife?

royal palace.

After the court session ended, Chu Yungui looked at Xu He'an, who was all smiles and walking briskly, and couldn't help but look at his third brother.

"Brother, look at Xu He'an's smug expression. He must be in a hurry to keep his appointment by the lake, right? You really don't plan to go?"

"I'm not going," Chu Junting said calmly.

Seeing Chu Junting's nonchalant and indifferent demeanor, Chu Yungui couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that he guessed wrong, and that his third brother has no feelings for Miss Song?

The next moment, he suddenly saw Chu Junting walk towards Xu He'an.

"Lord Xu, the Imperial Censor is looking for you. It seems the problem with the salt merchants has not yet been resolved."

Upon hearing this, a hint of hesitation flashed in Xu He'an's eyes. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Your Highness. I'll go right away."

Seeing the joy on Xu He'an's face disappear and be replaced by a look of sorrow, and then looking at the relaxed and indifferent expressions of his three family members, Chu Yungui couldn't help but sigh.

Sure enough, Third Brother is ruthless enough!

He was afraid of water and didn't like swimming in the lake, so Xu He'an never had the chance to go.

"Third brother, I didn't see the Imperial Censor speak to you just now."

Chu Junting's expression was calm. "The matter of the salt merchants concerns the imperial court and has not yet been resolved. What's wrong with me urging them to take action?"

Chu Yungui: "..."

If he didn't know his third brother's true thoughts, he would have believed it just by looking at his expression!

Lakeside.

When Yun Nianchu arrived with Song Ruozhen, they only saw Yun Chengze. She couldn't help but ask, "Cousin, where is Young Master Xu?"

"He Angang just sent someone to tell you that the Imperial Censor has some urgent business to discuss with him and he can't come today. He asked me to apologize to you and promise to make amends another day."

"What bad luck!"

Yun Nianchu looked at Song Ruozhen with a regretful and helpless expression, "Ruozhen, shall we still go boating on the lake today?"

Song Ruozhen was not surprised at all. She had no interest in boating on the lake and would not have gone with Nianchu if she hadn't been worried about her safety today.

"Another day."

Looking at the disappointed expression on the woman's face beside him, Yun Chengze asked, "Didn't you say you hadn't been back for half a month and wanted to go to Yunya Residence?"

Yun Nianchu's eyes lit up. "Great! I've missed the whole fish feast at Yun Yaju so much these past two weeks!"

"Ruozhen, want to come with me?" Yun Nianchu lowered her voice. "You absolutely have to come with me!"

"Good good."

Song Ruozhen nodded, deciding to see it through to the end.

Yun Nianchu endured so much suffering and even lost her life for the sake of the original owner; this is the original owner's debt, and also her debt.

If it could bring her and Yun Chengze together, why not?

When the three arrived at Yunya Residence, they heard a commotion inside, accompanied by cheers.

"Young Master Qin is truly talented; his poems and essays are both astonishing!"

"Just based on this essay, Young Master Qin is determined to win the imperial examination this spring!"

"Everyone misjudged him before, only thinking that Song Yi'an was a popular and talented scholar, but they overlooked Young Master Qin. Come to think of it, Young Master Qin has been too low-key in the past!"

Hearing the praise, Qin Xiangheng smiled smugly and waved his hand modestly.

"I don't care about these empty titles. As long as I have real talent and learning, the results will be revealed in the exams."

I never expected that Brother Qian would read this article aloud to everyone. Thank you all for your praise; I, Qin, am truly unworthy of it!

"Brother Qin, your article is absolutely astounding! It would be a waste if only I saw it. We should share it with everyone so that this unparalleled talent is not wasted!"

Qian Wei then read the article aloud, attracting passing scholars and writers to stop and listen.

Yunyaju's business is booming.

Song Ruozhen and the other two sat not far away and heard everything clearly.

"When did Young Master Qin become so talented?" Yun Nianchu asked in surprise.

Yun Chengze frowned. "This article doesn't seem to be written by Qin Xiangheng. It's more like... Brother Yi'an's style."

Song Ruozhen naturally knew that it was written by her second brother. She originally thought that Qin Xiangheng wanted to make a name for himself in the spring examination, but she did not expect him to be so impatient.

Looking at his smug expression, that's really his style.

She secretly hoped Qin Xiangheng would be even more arrogant; the more smug he was now, the harder he would fall when the truth was revealed.

"Sister, what are you doing here? Could it be that you've been attracted by Young Master Qin's talent?"

Yun Xiwan's face was full of surprise. She walked forward with a smile, and her gaze fell on Yun Chengze with a deeper meaning.

"I heard from Father that Madam intends to marry you to Young Master Qin. I didn't believe it at first, but now it seems to be true?"

"Xi Wan, don't talk nonsense. When did I say I was going to marry Young Master Qin?"

A look of panic flashed across Yun Nianchu's face, and she subconsciously looked at Yun Chengze.

Unfortunately, the man's handsome face remained completely unmoved, as if he didn't care about the matter at all.

Yun Nianchu felt a pang of melancholy, and even her anger at Yun Xiwan's nonsense subsided somewhat. She figured that no matter who she married, her cousin probably wouldn't care.

Song Ruozhen glanced at Yun Xiwan indifferently, "Then why are you here? Were you attracted by Qin Xiangheng's talent?"

Yun Xiwan is Yun Nianchu's half-sister, born to a concubine of the Yun family.

To be honest, things weren't exactly peaceful at the Yun family mansion.

Madam Yun was a well-bred young lady in the city and was a perfect match for Lord Yun, so the old lady of the Yun family arranged this marriage for them.

However, Lord Yun and his cousin had been in love since childhood, and his cousin even became pregnant before they were married.

After marrying Madam Yun, he kept his cousin outside the household until three years later when he finally found a pretext to bring her into the mansion.

Out of consideration for the dignity of being the mistress of the household and for the sake of the Yun family's reputation, Madam Yun endured the matter, and quite a few people in the city knew about it.

Yun Xiwan is ostensibly Yun Nianchu's half-sister, but in reality, the two are about the same age, and she may even be older than Yun Nianchu.

The two were always at odds at home, but Yun Nianchu was more poised and elegant thanks to Madam Yun's upbringing, while Yun Xiwan had learned eight or nine tenths of her mother's tricks of feigning cleverness.

In the past, the original owner had heard Yun Nianchu complain a lot, but since they saw each other all the time, he could only endure it.

"Me?" Yun Xiwan was slightly taken aback. "I am..."

"Little sister Xiwan, what are you doing here? Your brother Qin is about to compose a poem, don't miss it!"

Qian Wei called out to Yun Xiwan with a smile, and the latter's face instantly turned awkward.

"So you came here for Qin Xiangheng?"

Song Ruozhen suddenly realized, her eyes filled with surprise.

"Since you heard from your mother that the family intends to arrange a marriage between your sister and Qin Xiangheng, what's the purpose of you coming here? Could it be... that you're eager to become a concubine?"

Yun Nianchu couldn't help but chuckle, almost bursting out laughing.

"Xi Wan, I never expected you to have such thoughts. Although your mother was a concubine, your father has always treated you very well. Why do you want to become a concubine again?"

Yun Nianchu sighed and couldn't help but advise, "As your older sister, I still have to give you some advice. It's always better to be a wife than a concubine. Otherwise, even the children you give birth to will only want to be concubines. What's the point of that?"

Could it be... that stolen goods are better?